March 15, 2004

But You Doesn't Has To Call Me Johnson

I saw this over at Lee's place. Did I mention he has the best first name?

If you call me Ann, you're my mom.
If you call me Annabelle, you're my papaw.
If you call me La, you're one of my friends met through the GM1
If you call me Lee, you're one of my friends met in Hawaii.
If you call me Squeek, you used to play paintball with me.
If you call me Lala, you are the GM1.
If you call me Pookiebear, you are the GM1, horny.
If you call me Leroy, you are constantly misaddressed junk mail.
If you call me Smelly Ass, you're Tonya.
If you call me Molly or Jinjer, you're from IRC.
If you call me bitch, you used to live downstairs and coveted my screen door.
If you call me Your Royal Majesty, you're darn right.

Posted by LeeAnn at March 15, 2004 09:05 AM
Comments

Leanne,
Did this Tonya move to Hawaii recently?

Posted by: Tiffani at March 15, 2004 10:23 AM

What happens if I calls ya Chesty LaRue?

Posted by: Da Goddess at March 15, 2004 01:22 PM

Oh my god, the LaRue comment killed me.

My buddies and I joke about how all the waitresses at chicken wing joints are all relatives of Chesty LaRue. "Saggy, Perky," etc. One with hairy arms was Furry LaRue.

Posted by: Jeff at March 15, 2004 06:23 PM

may I call you tonight?


oh and

may I call you collect?

k this is it

may I call you tonight collect?

Posted by: Bob at March 16, 2004 09:53 AM

I just want to call you "Mistress LeeAnn"...

... after you remove the ball gag and give me permission to speak, of course...

Posted by: Harvey at March 16, 2004 11:21 AM

You can call me anything you want, as long as you don't call me late for dinner.

Posted by: triticale at March 16, 2004 04:57 PM

triticale- That was the title before I remembered the "Johnson" one.

Posted by: LeeAnn at March 16, 2004 05:28 PM